I’ve been referring to my weight loss program as a journey to a new me. I expect the journey to take two years although that is only the start - it needs to be for the rest of my life.
I’m down 14 pounds in the first month and a half or so of my journey and I’m pleased with that. Nobody has noticed the weight loss and I don’t expect them to for awhile. Heck, I don’t even notice it yet.
But while the journey is far from complete I have already done some things to tell me I am already acting as a new me. Case in point is this week where I find myself in Chicago for a few days. I travel quite a bit, averaging about 90 days a year for the last 6 years if you include vacations. That’s a total of about 540 days on the road. I can count on one hand the number of times I have ever brought work out clothes with me on one of these trips and even worse, I can count on one finger the number of times I have actually worked out on a trip. Once.
Until this trip.
Monday morning I got up at 3:00am so I could get my normal Monday morning strength training workout in before I had to go to the airport. When I got to the hotel that night the first thing I did after getting checked in was to hit their treadmill for some cardio. Then Tuesday morning I followed my strength training plan as best I could given the foreign equipment and again on Tuesday night it was more cardio on the treadmill. This morning I got in my strength training before checking out and heading into the office for the last day of my trip.
I packed workout clothes and I actually used them. Truly I am already a new me.
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